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For Tia

No words or poem can console the loss of a loved one so fresh but I share this which I wrote for my mother who died of cancer and my wife’s aunt who committed suicide within a few months of each other. It took another year before I could write this. Let time be your teacher and friend and strength.

What will you see
When your sight is lost
What will you feel
Without feelings
How will I sound
To your deafened ears
How will I hear
What you're saying
Will you taste:
My bitterness
My anger
My confusion
My sadness
Will you understand;
I cannot, right now
Will you smile at me;
I cannot, right now
Would you watch me now;
I could use that now
Could you teach me now;
Would you show me how
When I think of you
Will you touch me, friend
When I close my eyes
Will you hug me then
In the dark of night
Will you stop the cold
At the break of dawn
Will you wake my soul
During quiet times
Will you come and stay
When the dusk first falls
You could light my way
You can count your days
As I count my years
You can hold me tight
As I count my tears
As the months go by
And time presses on
You will see:
My struggles
My resolutions
My perseverance
My reckonings
When my step first slows
You will be my cane
When I ache to move
You will ease my pain
When my light falls dim
You will lead me on
When my thoughts all fade
You will bring me home
What will I see
When my sight is lost
What will I feel
Without feelings
How will you sound
To my deafened ears
How will you hear
What I'm saying
As you lift me up
And I raise my head
We will feel:
Our souls
Our joy
Our peace
Our love

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